So close we were juz like pencil n eraser...whenever I used 2 write smthng wrong, uh used 2 erase it quickly....
So close we were juz like roots n stems...whenever I used 2 feel deprived from d world, uh used 2 enrich me with ur love n care....
So close we were juz like river n stones....whenever I was about take a wrong turn, uh would block my path quickly...
But now u r not der....ders no ERASER to erase my wrongs...
Der r no roots to strengthen my soul...
Der r no stones to block my way for wrong turns.....
MY BEST FRIEND! ! ! !
MY LIFE! ! ! !
PLZZ COME BACK! ! ! !
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